Man on the ark, forced to become king

Real battles are not child's play; you can't win by just wielding immense power and randomly smashing things around. Strength is important, but the experience and skill in controlling that power are equally important, and Theresa is undoubtedly a genius in this regard.

The power of the Demon King was created for battle and war from the moment it was born. It embodies the thoughts of the entire Sarkaz tribe, and mediocre people who do not understand battle have no chance of mastering it.

And Theresa... her statue as a war hero still stands in some parts of Kazdel.

She is the Demon King because she is strong enough that no one can defeat her, not because she became so strong after inheriting the power of the Demon King.

The fact that Therese, as the eldest son, failed to inherit the throne speaks volumes.

Because he couldn't beat his younger sister either.

In recent decades, Theresa stopped taking action and displaying her power, causing many people to forget about it. Decades are enough to change many things. The Sarkaz are long-lived, but not immortal. In such a chaotic environment, their average lifespan is even shorter than that of shorter-lived species.

Decades later, the Blood Demon Lord had the good fortune to become the first real victim.

There is no absolute power to suppress, no impressive magic, and no terrifying ability to manipulate the mind or even the body; there is only pure physical skill.

The black and white dress did not hinder Theresa's mobility at all. The cumbersome hem and fabric were restrained by an invisible force, and golden light flowed across her body, as if she were coated with a layer of dazzling glass.

Before the Blood Demon Lord could even speak, he was struck in the face by a golden fist.

However, he was an old fellow who had lived for many years, and he was no ordinary person who could lead the entire Blood Demon tribe. The reason he dared to do this today was because he had some confidence.

When he gets serious, he can hold his own against Theresa and doesn't end up in too much of a mess.

But it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see which side is stronger.

Therese even suspected that once Theresa used the Demon King's power that she had never used before, this arrogant Blood Demon leader would be killed on the spot and turned into a lump of mush.

An angry Theresa is indeed quite terrifying.

Lin Lu didn't make a move, but leaned against the wall and watched the two fight fiercely in the not-so-spacious space. Most of the time, it was Theresia who was fighting, while the Blood Demon Lord relied on his powerful recovery and blood magic to withstand the attacks. He wanted to break free but couldn't escape the storm of attacks, so he could only sink deeper and deeper into Theresia's rhythm, and his disadvantage became more and more obvious.

To be honest, Lin Lu really didn't expect Theresa to be so strong in her prime. He had previously thought that she was more skilled in ranged attacks such as magic, or that she could summon a giant demon god to overwhelm others with her size.

Now it seems that what the Blood Demon Lord said earlier, 'After losing his power, the Demon King is just a slightly stronger sorcerer,' was completely nonsense.

This woman, who always had a gentle and kind smile, had mastered the art of combat and was extremely skilled in using her techniques. She was the strongest Lin Lu had ever seen since she came to this world.

This is not weak and easily bullied; it is clearly a tyrannosaur in sheep's clothing.

He still held the same thought: since you're already so strong, what's there to hesitate about? Why do you have to discuss things with others? Are you really an extreme pacifist?

Why didn't we just run them over like that earlier? The Sarkaz always fall for that kind of thing, don't they?

Now that people have come to slap you in the face, you're angry? What's the point? You're just asking for trouble and making yourself miserable.

"What are you still confused about, Theresa?"

After watching for a while, Lin Lu started to get a little bored.

The main problem is that the arrogant Blood Demon Lord has been getting beaten up the whole time, so it's not very entertaining. If the two sides were in a more spacious place to exchange spells, there might be a little suspense. But in this close-quarters combat indoors... anyone can see that Theresa is completely dominating her opponent.

"Dignity lies only on the edge of a sword, and truth lies only within the range of a cannon. Even if you don't agree, you should still understand."

"Doesn't the fact that the Tower of Babel has been squeezed into its current state already speak volumes?"

"You're not necessarily wrong, but your path is certainly not accepted by most Sarkaz. So why not let Theresis, who's doing a better job, give it a try? After all, you have the absolute power to set things right at any time, don't you?"

“Since you’re unwilling to give up your ideals, why not transform Babel into a professional medical aid organization? You can still realize your ideas within Babel, and Theresis might even make Kazdel better. Wouldn’t that be the best of both worlds?”

"I……"

Theresa slowed her movements slightly, giving the Blood Demon Lord a chance to catch his breath.

She wasn't unaware of these principles, and had originally planned to make some compromises today. However, she never expected that the Blood Demon Lord, representing the various royal courts, would put on such an absurd performance right from the start.

Well, this seems to confirm once again just how unpopular she, the orthodox demon lord, is in Sarkaz.

In that case... handing all affairs over to Theresis while she focuses on transforming Babel to pursue her ideals is indeed a good choice, and those who support Theresis will have no objections.

Then... let's do it this way.

A sliver of darkness emerged from the golden light, and a sharp blade constructed of crystal grazed the Blood Demon Lord's neck and embedded itself in the wall. Theresa withdrew her hand expressionlessly, her gaze falling on Theresis.

"It's up to you now, brother."

As she spoke, she walked somewhat stiffly to the door, pried open the automatic alloy door that had been twisted by the aftershocks of the battle with her bare hands, and left the conference room.

It was clear that she was very depressed after making her decision, and even left immediately.

"Hmph, you win, Regent."

Kal'tsit snorted and stood up to chase after him.

She was not satisfied with the result, but Theresa made a decision: to end it, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"As you wish, Regent."

The professor also stood up, said something meaningful, tugged at Lin Lu's sleeve, and walked out.

The remaining two, Theresis and the Blood Demon Lord, were completely unfamiliar to Lin Lu, so they had nothing to talk about and left with the Doctor without lingering there.

He didn't really care who would rule Kazdel or what policies Kazdel would adopt in the future, as long as things were more stable than they were now. After all, the Golden Tree's goal was to make money and continuously grow stronger.

Moreover, as long as Theresis isn't a fool, she won't intentionally antagonize the Golden Tree. Not to mention, with Theresa's connection, the Golden Tree is as stable as a mountain, and there's nothing to worry about.

Although she said she was leaving all matters to Theresis, her raw strength was undeniable; who could truly ignore a top-tier expert?

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The Blood Demon Lord, his face deathly pale, coughed twice and shakily straightened his disheveled robes, trying his best to appear more dignified.

Then, he smiled at Theresis, who was lost in thought, and said, "Your Highness, Regent, you..."

"Shut up, Blood Demon."

Therese snapped out of her daze and suddenly felt a tremendous sense of unreality.

After so many years of civil war, he had always wanted to end this pointless infighting, but in just two days, this goal was achieved so easily, in a somewhat comical way.

Theresa stormed off in a huff, and Kal'tsit followed. The Doctor remained as mysterious as ever, but she made it pretty clear that she wouldn't interfere anymore.

Next, he will take sole control of the entire Kazdel.

Before that, there was one more thing to do: settle a score with this blood demon.

If he hadn't acted out like he was having a seizure, today's conversation might not have ended in such an awkward way.

Although the result was indeed good, it was only a good result; it wasn't exactly satisfying.

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"Will Theresa be alright?"

Looking at the deserted passageway and then at the doctor beside her, Lin Lu had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​following them and turned to ask the doctor a question.

He wasn't worried about Theresa doing anything foolish; given her age, that was unlikely. What he was more worried about was whether Kal'tsit would cause trouble again. After all, that girl... sometimes even Lin Lu found it hard to understand how she had managed all these years; her way of thinking was quite different from normal people.

"No, she just needs a chance to calm down. It's understandable that she's feeling complicated in this situation."

In contrast, the PhD student was much calmer.

She was not surprised by the result at all; everything was within her expectations. Many seemingly problematic areas had actually been ruled out long ago. For her, the result was destined from the beginning, without any suspense.

The only surprising thing is that Theresa doesn't seem to need any help; she's stronger than the Doctor expected.

"So, shouldn't this all be settled now?"

Lin Lu stopped and grabbed the doctor who was still walking forward.

"I'll see Theresa one last time, then I'll head back. Do you want to come back to the Golden Tree with me?"

"Me? I think I'll wait a bit longer."

The doctor's face was hidden inside her helmet, so her expression couldn't be seen, but Lin Lu felt that she was probably smiling.

"Don't worry, if I say I'm going to the Golden Tree, then I will definitely go. It's just that I'll need a few more days to finish everything here."

"Well."

Lin Lu stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"Welcome in advance, welcome to the Golden Tree."

Chapter 175 The Emperor's Invitation to the Ice and Snow Festival

Longmen, night falls.

This world-renowned commercial capital seems to never stop, with endless hustle and bustle day and night.

Openness, inclusiveness, and freedom—ideas unlike those of most cities—have brought vibrant energy to Longmen. It's like a young person in the prime of their youth, running tirelessly and energetically.

Anyone can find their place here as long as they are willing to abide by the rules of Lungmen.

Of course, many of them come here hoping to make money, striving for a better life and earning more money, but very few are able to achieve their goals.

In a city at the forefront of change, danger and opportunity coexist.

After their initial dreams were shattered by reality, most of them could only find a job that barely allowed them to make a living, and then one day they were swallowed up by the masses.

Without exceptional skills, even the most basic necessities of life are a struggle in a place like Longmen. After all, prosperity means higher consumption and prices, which are difficult for ordinary office workers with meager incomes to afford. Many people's wages are only enough to rent a reasonably clean room in a more remote area, and they can only afford to go out and indulge themselves occasionally.

However, this indulgence is extremely limited.

They can't afford the glittering entertainment venues and hotels. The best and cheapest form of entertainment is to go to some small bars, roadside shops or food stalls with lower prices, have a drink, call up a few friends and have a lively discussion, and that's how they vent their frustrations.